Losing love and losing you

Zhao Yutao led Li Jinfeng to the bathroom. He really wanted to wash his face and took a car all day. Then I dried it at the station for several hours. My face felt greasy and uncomfortable.

When he came to the bathroom, Zhao Yutao asked Li Jinfeng to wash it first. He observed it carefully. The whole bathroom is still very large. Taking a bath is much more spacious. There are several towels hanging on the clothes drying pole, and there are two with trademarks next to them. It seems that this is prepared by Guo's mother for the two people. I'm afraid I can't tell the difference. The trademark was deliberately not taken off.

Seeing here, Zhao Yutao's heart is warm. Although he didn't lack maternal love from childhood, Yang Sulan is also very good to him, but the two people's good is different, and their feelings are different when they are older.

After washing their faces, they immediately felt much more comfortable. Without delay, they went directly to the table to prepare for dinner.

At this time, Guo's mother has prepared all the dishes. It's really rich. There are chicken and fish. There are eight dishes in total. Guo Aimin said before that it's easy to eat. This is also called simplicity. The pomp is big enough.

"Come on, er Shuang, Jin Feng, eat more. You haven't eaten well after a day's ride. You are all professional chefs. See how my amateur does. If it's not delicious, mention it in time, ha ha." mother Guo said with a smile.

After listening to Guo's mother, Zhao Yutao took the lead in holding out his chopsticks and taking a bite of food. Um! Good. Is this craft amateur? It's delicious. It's really delicious. This taste is different from that of the hotel. It's completely the taste of home. People can fall into memories with one bite.

In fact, Zhao Yutao's feelings are not exaggerated at all. In a twinkling of an eye, Zhao Yutao has been in contact with the chef for seven years. At first, he ate it made by Lin Fu, then he made it himself, and now it is made by the chef at home. Everyone is a cook. The food they cook is the taste of the hotel. It doesn't mean it's not delicious, but it doesn't have the taste of home.

In fact, I'm used to the food in the hotel and suddenly eat the food normally cooked at home. My heart feels different. It's simple but delicious. This feeling can't be described in words. It's no exaggeration to say that it's just a small bite of food. It makes Zhao Yutao miss home, his parents, brothers and sisters and everyone in his family.

Thinking, Zhao Yutao's eyes were wet. This is an uncontrollable emotional expression. It is an emotion that words can't describe. Guo's mother has been watching Zhao Yutao since the moment he mixed vegetables. She wants to see Zhao Yutao's evaluation. Who wants the child to eat and cry, and I didn't put pepper. It's still too bad. But is it that bad? They ate the children and cried.

"Er Shuang, is my cooking awful? Why did you cry?" asked Guo's mother with some embarrassment.

"No, auntie, I shed tears because of your cooking, but it's not bad, but delicious. Auntie, this is the best dish I've eaten out in recent years." Zhao Yutao said seriously. He didn't exaggerate or lie at all. What he said was true. He didn't say that the food tasted the best. It was mainly because he ate emotion and emotion in the food, which was not available in other dishes and could not be achieved.

"As a child, you will coax your aunt to be happy. If it's not delicious, say it and let your uncle Guo do it. It doesn't matter. The family is welcome." Guo's mother said politely with a smile despite some loss.

"I'm not lying to you, aunt. The food tastes very good and delicious, but that's not the point. The point is that I think of a lot of things after I eat it. This dish makes me eat emotions and memories. That's the point. That's why I cry. Uncle Guo and aunt Guo, you are really my noble people. I have a new business concept when I just came here. Really It's great. "Zhao Yutao looks excited and speaks incoherently. I don't know what to say.

Even Li Jinfeng, who knew him best, didn't understand, and she sniffed. Can a dish really make people cry? She felt that Zhao Yutao pretended all this, and she didn't believe it at all.

"No, er Shuang, I'm a little confused. I don't understand any new business philosophy. Besides, although I'm a cook, I've worked for most of my life. But I've been cooking at home for decades. It's not as delicious as you said. At least I haven't eaten and cried." Guo Aimin is also a little confused. Where is this? Why didn't you understand it at all.

"Uncle Guo, you don't understand this. The reason why you don't feel so much is that you can eat the dishes cooked by your aunt every day. For me, it's different. I studied martial arts at the age of 17 and have been doing it for seven years now. In the past seven years, I rarely eat the dishes cooked at home. For me or people like me, raw seafood is not necessarily delicious, but what I do at home Simple food is the best delicacy, "Zhao explained.

"These are the reasons why I just said that I have a new business philosophy. In fact, Beijing is the most suitable. First, it is the capital, one of the largest cities in China, and there are a large number of immigrants. I have no relatives here. If I can eat the dishes of my hometown or the taste of my home, what results do you think will be achieved. Secondly, I want to do with my aunt's dishes Simple. It must be simpler than the materials used in the hotel. But it has another flavor. What can you see here,